Page 119 of Innocent Intentions

Then, he starts moving.

Slowly.

He pulls out until only the tip remains, then pushes back in just as slowly. He does it twice before I snap.

I use my legs to pull him in faster, trying to force his rhythm to quicken.

SMACK!

I gasp as his hand lands hard on my outer thigh.

Fuck! Why does he keep doing that?

Why do you keep liking it?

“I am in control. I set the pace. And we’re going to start slow and savor this.”

It comes through gritted teeth.

That’s when I realize he’s on the verge of losing control. He wants to take me just how I need him, rough and hard. But he’s holding himself back.

His smirk is pure arrogance. “And I can tell how much you love being spanked. Your perfect cunt squeezed my cock so hard when I smacked your thigh, I was blinded for a minute.”

The cocky grin shouldn’t be hot. His arrogance shouldn’t flood my core.

Oh, but it does.

His slow thrusts continue, but he gradually picks up the pace. It’s still torturously slow. Fuck savoring it. I’ve needed this orgasm for two days, ever since he denied me in the shower.

“Please, Matty. Faster. Harder. Rougher. Please, baby. I need you.” I beg, knowing exactly what it does to him.

Bingo.

He snaps.

His rhythm shifts instantly. He slams into me, pounding me into the mattress, driving so deep my freshly spanked ass burns. But the burn just reminds me how hot the spanking was.

I’m moaning, writhing, shaking. I’ve never felt this good.

You’ll never feel this way with anyone else. Only Mattycan do this to you.

His breath tickles my ear as he leans down, voice a dark whisper. “My good girl is such a slut for me. You like it rough and dirty, don’t you?”

“Yes, I love it.”

I can’t hold back.

I wrap my arms around his neck, pull him closer, and crush my mouth against his. This kiss is nothing like the one earlier.

That was sweet.

This is fire. This is raw passion and all-consuming need.

Our teeth clash. He bites my bottom lip, then my tongue, so hard I taste blood.

He pulls back. A speck of red stains his lips.

I stare, hypnotized, as he leans down and licks my cut clean.

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